The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

Chapter 6

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 6

The dress drops from my hand. His eyes wander lower. My heart skips a beat. His gaze lingers. I can barely hear my breaths as intense hunger clouds his eyes. I’ve never seen a man look at me that way before, and I’ve never seen that look in his eyes, even when he looked at Anya. It was so new to me.

The sound of footsteps breaks both of us out of our trance. Atticus steps in and slams the door shut before anyone can see me.

The sound is enough to remind me of my state.

I spin around and cover my exposed breasts even though it doesn’t make sense now that he’s seen them. And I’m not helping the situation by showing him my bare ass either. That is if he’s still looking at me, which I doubt he is.

He clears his throat.

“I’ll leave when my brother walks past my room.” He tells me. Did I mistake it, or was there a huskiness to his voice?

“It’s okay,” I whisper. “This is your room. I’ll be finished in a minute. You can have the room to yourself after.”

“No.” He disagrees. “There is no need to rush.”

There is a slight pause before he softly says, “this will be your room eventually.”

his bed. My face hits his shirt, and I inhale even though I shouldn’t. Why do even his clothes smell as good as him? It doesn’t make any

when the door suddenly opens again, “Autumn, why are you still not dressed?” my mother demands. “What are

room. Atticus is waiting for us a little distance away, and I can feel my cheeks burn at the

break the record for my

into the room

joins my

like I had suspected. Some were calling me a fake friend; others were begging me to

me, like the one message that stood out. It

‘How could you?’

it left the impact that she wanted it

I get a chance, I will have to corner him about everything. It couldn’t be something simple that made him agree to marry me. Did

are ten missed calls from her—my closest friend. She should know that I would never intentionally betray her. This was out of my control. I didn’t

Atticus, and we can discuss finding a way to stop the wedding. Even though my heart belonged to him, I didn’t want to take him away from Anya. I cared about them too much to separate

heart stops beating for a second. I can’t help but stare.

heart was racing in my chest. This is the effect he always had on

set

must be something he loves

arms around her.” The photographer

the back, ready to

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